We goin' out tonight   This is gonna be a hot one baby      AC:   (Ay oh) let me do my thing with a New York verse   AC will make you hot, girl remove your shirt   I got my eyes closed you could do your dirt   And by the way, do you still got that school girl skirt?   Like the cops imma watch her watch me   Shot with a chaser like the paparazzi   Its crazy she still on top a the biz   I'm with Brit, while KFed watchin' the kids      Britney (verse 1):   He was kinda like a summer fling   Hot and heavy through that April rain   May and June he was after me   By July, it was getting hypnotic   So he kinda started feelin my fame   I don't really wanna say his name   All I know is I liked his drank   All my girls say mmm if you feel me   I saw you there, I cant get you out my sight boy   Better go and get another drank, cuz you aint getting none of mine, no      Chorus:   Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on   Baby, baby, baby   Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on   Baby, baby, baby      Britney (verse 2):   What I feel is more than a crush   Then again, its not quite love   Just enough to fill my cup   Whatever you do, just keep it flowin'   So tell me how you like it babe   On the rocks, or straight up babe   Oh boy don't be afraid, I'm right here and I'm gonna show ya   I saw you there, I can't get you outta my mind, boy   Better go and get another drink   All my girls say      Chorus:   Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on   Baby, baby, baby   Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin' on   Baby, baby, baby      I can't ignore it boy I feel like I'm yours   The way you look at me I just can't say no   So we should hook up, who knows where we will go   Cause baby when I'm with you, I feel I'm losing control      Oh boy you hit the spot   See baby, please don't stop   Do you like my lemon drop (just taste it baby)   You make me feel so hot   Summertime love is all we got   Here we are, lets take a shot   (this is AC baby)      AC:   All the tabloids tell me how you was a handful   Toxic, try to make you an example   You know me, I'm just tryin' to have you shoot for the airport(?)   Cause all this stress got me losing my hair too   Lets release, get live on the track   Got my baby in the whip, she could ride on my lap   Put that one finger up mommy, guzzle some more   Tell them the only issues you got is the covers your on, uh   One more drink, make us some a the bomb   Order shot, bartender gave one in the arm   All you rappers better recognize the best   Cuz AC about to blow like a breathalyzer test      Chorus:   Ohh, ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on   Ohh, tell me whatcha sippin on   Baby, baby, baby      So clap   Baby that's so clap   So clap (so clap common)   Are you ready for that's so clap   So clap, are you ready for that's so clap   So clap, are you ready for that's so clap   So clap, are you ready for that so clap